Lesson Learned
I learned to let people have a convo
With their self, on the road to riches so to speak leave em alone in their own vault, our with their own thoughts so when things crumble before them it can be their own fault. There's an art form to communicate efficiently that most people over 25 still haven't learned evidently. Don't mind me I'm just calling it how I see it, seeing is believing and best believe I seen it so I believe it, but everything isn't what it seems so I guess I too have been deceived.
I learned most of what I learned was a misconception, I know now in amerikkka an educated black man is a deadly weapon and not many have been able to withstand the recoil of that hammer, the truth is a hard pill to swallow especially because in that chamber it's filled with jacketed hallows...
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